Thursday, October 29, 2015

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I could not move the blue line the computer placed although pleasant I do think blue should be in the skies, children's eyes and Morning Glories.

It was a perfect day to meander through the heavy underbrush and over the mossy glade searching for the perfect material to craft a Halloween Wreath. The air was heavy with humidity and made the going slow but not less pleasant.

Running out of sun light quickly replaced with moonlight this time of year. The cooler air gave me a shiver cool enough to wrap my sweater tighter and make sure the house was still in sight.

The crematorium smoked in the distance but I gave no thought of what was happening there. My Bluetooth was visiting Bon Jovi from my youth and not even martial law was stopping that.

"Wanted Dead or Alive" echoed. I remembered beads, old robes, and justice demanded by the times.

Justice awaited the rodent who had continually stored away the pecans for winter. Cast iron frying pan justice! I had captured his theft on a flimsy camera and this time he would not escape. Pecan flavored squirrel, wonder how that would taste? I carefully took aim.

Monday, October 26, 2015

Uncle Bill faced life head on and if that meant running over some people along the way, so be it. He ran over his wife and his children and never looked back. He had a mean streak in him a mile long but a streak of kindness just as big.

He was a Union man with an extraordinary work ethic and a drinking problem which he later traded for a gambling boat addiction.

Uncle Bill trained all his dogs to take off his socks at the end of the day. We thought it was a neat trick but Uncle Bill covered his physical ailments as well as his mental ones.

His final years were shared with a good woman that accented his playfulness and gave him the unconditional love he had always looked for in a bottle. Family became important again. He loved as fiercely as he had run from love in his youth.

Even lost in Alzheimer's he knew the love of his life and when she passed Uncle Bill died too.